Yesterday I completed The Other Half Marathon in Moab (13.1 miles, WOOP!), and just walked (limped) in the door about an hour ago. Now I’m gathering up the family to head to the doctor to find out what happened to my right ankle at around mile nine. I’m going to see if they can X-ray Marlo’s head while we’re in there.
As if you needed another reason to tell me that I should stop running.